With a yank from his free hand, the

With a yank from his free hand, the buttons from Akihito's suit coat and shirt flew in all directions in the room accompanied by the sound of torn fabric. Hazel eyes widened at the realization that his clothing was being shredded to unrecognizable pieces of cloth. He fought the hand pinning him down but he was not strong enough to free himself. In the midst of the struggle one of his legs was pulled out of his pants and placed on Asami's shoulder while the other remained inside the fabric which Asami stepped on top of effectively using the pants to keep Akihito from being able to move that leg. How a man could do all these things with just one hand was a puzzle Akihito would never figure out, especially when Asami leaned forward and began biting and sucking on his exposed chest leaving all kinds of bite marks and hickies on the creamy skin.

Asami captured one of the rosy nipples with his teeth and chuckled at the particularly pronounced trembling and moaning it produced. His large hand trailed down to Akihito's entrance and prepared him hastily, he had been eager to ascertain his ownership of his lover's body from the very second he had seen that waiter flirting so shamelessly with Akihito and this was as good an opportunity as any. He could have been more thorough in his preparation but after all, this was supposed to be punishment. The yakuza positioned himself at his lover's entrance and held the ankle of the leg on his shoulder at the same time his and tightened the small wrists in a bruising grip. He pushed inside in one hard motion and found himself completely encased in Akihito's warmth, the head of his cock hitting the bundle of nerves inside with great force as the young man cried out in unexpected release and gasped for air.

He let go of the wrists and began pumping into his lover. Akihito's arms shot forward as soon as they had been freed and took hold of Asami's shoulder, pulling himself up to kiss the man with abandon. It was an awkward kiss considering that his legs were ridiculously spread and none still rested on the taller man's shoulder, Akihito was definitely more flexible than he gave himself credit for.

Asami lowered Akihito's leg to be able to claim the soft pink lips more comfortably and continued to pump hard and fast into him. Akihito screamed in between kisses and clutched to Asami's shoulders for dear life, trusting his own hips at Asami's frantic pace wanting more of the pleasure and pain only this man could provide him. The blond came with an earth shattering cry when Asami whispered filthy words in his ear and pointed out that his favorite tie was definitely an appropriate collar for a naughty kitten. The man fucked his lover into the desk for so long Akihito was sure all the guests were already gone and they both came one final time with their moans and groans captured by each other's mouth.

Asami let go of him and Akihito lay spread on the wooden desk, he was covered in cum and a steady stream trickled down his thighs and onto the desk where it became an growing puddle. The golden eyes took it all in, from the ravaged expression to the swollen lips to the large amount of marks on Akihito's chest and the various pieces of shredded clothing littering the small room, he was very pleased with himself.

"I'll see you at home for the continuation of this." He smirked walking away all prim and proper like he had not been just fucking someone senseless.

"Hey!" Screamed Akihito, sitting up on the desk. "You ruined my clothes! How the hell am I supposed to get out of here halfway hanked?"

"You'll figure something out." He said chuckling at Akihito's predicament and continued to walk away.

"You sonofabitch." Akihito growled lowly.

The next day was the day that started this situation, the day he forgot to send Asami's tie to the cleaners and put it back where it belonged. If he had done it right away he would not be paying for it now, too days after he wore the damned thing. Akihito knew Asami had a thing about wearing ties Akihito had on while he fucked him like an animal, regardless of whether Akihito was actually wearing the tie or had been tied or gagged with it, just to see him blush like a virgin every time Akihito saw the damned thing. The man only gave him one day to send the tie to the cleaners before he wore it and Akihito should have done so right away. If he had we would not be standing there watching in horror at the object sitting oh so innocently on top of the counter.

Asami had obviously been looking for the tie and not finding it in its usual place went looking for it on Akihito's drawers. Eventually the man had made it to the socks and underwear drawer where he found that.

Why didn't he remember to send the tie to the cleaners?

Why didn't he move it to its usual hiding spot?

He would never know. All he knew was that the damn thing was waiting for him to go figure out how much Asami had seen. He moved to the counter like a groom at a gun point wedding, with the filling of a sack of stones in his stomach. His hands reached slowly and lifted it carefully giving it a shake; half expecting for a note of some kind to fall from between the pages… nothing happened. Akihito let out a little sigh of relief but then dread invaded him again as he thought maybe the note was inside.

"Of shit!"

It was.

And he was fucked.

There, on the page right after Akihito's last entry was a note written in Asami's perfect calligraphy.

He gulped.

He walked away.

He walked back, sucked it up and read.

Yes, he was definitely fucked…

Dear diary,

Today I found you while looking for my favorite tie which your owner had 'borrowed' and not given back. I must say reading your pages was both informative and entertaining and it even brought to mind very pleasant memories of past activities. However being a man who does not tolerate secrets being kept from him, especially by your owner, I must say punishment is due to the aforementioned individual. Seen as my punishments are not as effective as I thought – as per the evidences provided within your pages – said punishment will be rather different than the usual and though he might get to enjoy it eventually I fully intend to take my sweet time before letting it get to that point. I have cleared ten hours on my schedule and will be home at three am. If your owner even dares try to escape his much deserved punishment, after he is caught –and he will be caught – I am prepared to take off a whole week for my enjoyment and his reeducation. He better be here and ready to face his just deserts when I get back.

Asami

That morning, a very happy Asami had finished writing his own entry on Akihito's diary knowing he would milk this little chance until the end of time. Oh, how he would make the most of this find. He had placed the diary on top of the kitchen counter where he knew it would be seen instantly and left for work. All day long he would smirk and chuckle evilly at random times, Kirishima was starting to get scared… someone was going to be wishing he was dead soon.

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That's it for now; I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I don't know when I will be able to post again but will definitely try to set aside some time to work on my next update.

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Với một yank từ bàn tay miễn phí của mình, các nút từ Akihito của phù hợp với áo khoác và áo sơ mi đã bay trong tất cả các hướng dẫn tại phòng đi kèm với những âm thanh của rách vải. Hazel mắt mở rộng tại việc nhận thức rằng quần áo của mình được cắt nhỏ để không thể nhận ra miếng vải. Ông đã chiến đấu tay pinning anh ta, nhưng ông đã không đủ mạnh để tự mình. Ở giữa cuộc đấu tranh một trong chân của mình được kéo ra khỏi quần của mình và được đặt trên vai của Asami trong khi khác ở lại bên trong vải mà Asami bước trên đầu trang của một cách hiệu quả bằng cách sử dụng những quần theo Akihito từ việc có thể để di chuyển chân đó. Làm thế nào một người đàn ông có thể làm tất cả những việc này với chỉ một tay là một câu đố Akihito sẽ không bao giờ tìm ra, đặc biệt là khi Asami cúi về phía trước và bắt đầu cắn và sucking trên tiếp xúc với ngực để lại tất cả các loại nhãn hiệu cắn và hickies trên da kem.Asami đã chiếm được một núm vú hồng với hàm răng của mình và chuckled lúc đặc biệt là phát âm rung và rên rỉ nó sản xuất. Tay lớn kéo xuống Akihito của lối vào và chuẩn bị anh ta vội vàng, ông đã mong muốn của mình quyền sở hữu của cơ thể của người yêu của mình từ thứ hai rất xác định ông đã thấy rằng bồi bàn tán tỉnh như vậy shamelessly với Akihito và điều này là một cơ hội như tốt như bất kỳ. Ông có thể đã triệt để hơn để chuẩn bị của mình, nhưng sau khi tất cả, đây nghĩa vụ phải trừng phạt. Yakuza các vị trí mình ở lối vào của người yêu của mình và tổ chức mắt cá chân trên vai mình cùng một thời gian của mình và thắt chặt các cổ tay nhỏ trong một va li bruising. Ông đẩy bên trong trong một chuyển động cứng và tự thấy mình hoàn toàn bọc trong ấm áp của Akihito, người đứng đầu của vòi nước của ông nhấn các bó của dây thần kinh bên trong với một lực lớn như người đàn ông trẻ khóc ra trong bản phát hành bất ngờ và gasped cho không khí.Ông buông của cổ tay và bắt đầu bơm vào người yêu của mình. Akihito của cánh tay bắn về phía trước ngay sau khi họ đã được giải phóng và đã giữ vai của Asami, kéo mình lên đến nụ hôn người đàn ông với từ bỏ. Nó là một nụ hôn bất tiện xem xét rằng chân của mình đã được lan truyền ridiculously và không có gì vẫn còn được nghỉ ngơi trên taller man vai, Akihito là linh hoạt chắc chắn hơn vì ông đã tự tín dụng cho.Asami lowered Akihito's leg to be able to claim the soft pink lips more comfortably and continued to pump hard and fast into him. Akihito screamed in between kisses and clutched to Asami's shoulders for dear life, trusting his own hips at Asami's frantic pace wanting more of the pleasure and pain only this man could provide him. The blond came with an earth shattering cry when Asami whispered filthy words in his ear and pointed out that his favorite tie was definitely an appropriate collar for a naughty kitten. The man fucked his lover into the desk for so long Akihito was sure all the guests were already gone and they both came one final time with their moans and groans captured by each other's mouth.Asami let go of him and Akihito lay spread on the wooden desk, he was covered in cum and a steady stream trickled down his thighs and onto the desk where it became an growing puddle. The golden eyes took it all in, from the ravaged expression to the swollen lips to the large amount of marks on Akihito's chest and the various pieces of shredded clothing littering the small room, he was very pleased with himself."I'll see you at home for the continuation of this." He smirked walking away all prim and proper like he had not been just fucking someone senseless."Hey!" Screamed Akihito, sitting up on the desk. "You ruined my clothes! How the hell am I supposed to get out of here halfway hanked?""You'll figure something out." He said chuckling at Akihito's predicament and continued to walk away."You sonofabitch." Akihito growled lowly.The next day was the day that started this situation, the day he forgot to send Asami's tie to the cleaners and put it back where it belonged. If he had done it right away he would not be paying for it now, too days after he wore the damned thing. Akihito knew Asami had a thing about wearing ties Akihito had on while he fucked him like an animal, regardless of whether Akihito was actually wearing the tie or had been tied or gagged with it, just to see him blush like a virgin every time Akihito saw the damned thing. The man only gave him one day to send the tie to the cleaners before he wore it and Akihito should have done so right away. If he had we would not be standing there watching in horror at the object sitting oh so innocently on top of the counter.Asami had obviously been looking for the tie and not finding it in its usual place went looking for it on Akihito's drawers. Eventually the man had made it to the socks and underwear drawer where he found that.Why didn't he remember to send the tie to the cleaners?Why didn't he move it to its usual hiding spot?He would never know. All he knew was that the damn thing was waiting for him to go figure out how much Asami had seen. He moved to the counter like a groom at a gun point wedding, with the filling of a sack of stones in his stomach. His hands reached slowly and lifted it carefully giving it a shake; half expecting for a note of some kind to fall from between the pages… nothing happened. Akihito let out a little sigh of relief but then dread invaded him again as he thought maybe the note was inside."Of shit!"It was.And he was fucked.There, on the page right after Akihito's last entry was a note written in Asami's perfect calligraphy.He gulped.He walked away.He walked back, sucked it up and read.Yes, he was definitely fucked…Dear diary,Today I found you while looking for my favorite tie which your owner had 'borrowed' and not given back. I must say reading your pages was both informative and entertaining and it even brought to mind very pleasant memories of past activities. However being a man who does not tolerate secrets being kept from him, especially by your owner, I must say punishment is due to the aforementioned individual. Seen as my punishments are not as effective as I thought – as per the evidences provided within your pages – said punishment will be rather different than the usual and though he might get to enjoy it eventually I fully intend to take my sweet time before letting it get to that point. I have cleared ten hours on my schedule and will be home at three am. If your owner even dares try to escape his much deserved punishment, after he is caught –and he will be caught – I am prepared to take off a whole week for my enjoyment and his reeducation. He better be here and ready to face his just deserts when I get back.AsamiThat morning, a very happy Asami had finished writing his own entry on Akihito's diary knowing he would milk this little chance until the end of time. Oh, how he would make the most of this find. He had placed the diary on top of the kitchen counter where he knew it would be seen instantly and left for work. All day long he would smirk and chuckle evilly at random times, Kirishima was starting to get scared… someone was going to be wishing he was dead soon.
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That's it for now; I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I don't know when I will be able to post again but will definitely try to set aside some time to work on my next update.